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Dear Purple pundit, nice dress, we mean it, despite all of those subliminal output stopping Vanias®️.

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The good thing about this blog is that Teresa no lo lee, because if she did, she might have been encouraged to to wear a Red Dress.

INPUT | OUPUT at Downing street follows:

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Please excuse the danglin’ participles, and other assorted repetitions.

Vámonos con Pancho Villa
—Change 2.1:
¡Vamonos Con OCASIOCORTEZ à CAPITOL Records, to put THE motherfucking LID on “the GOLDBERG nun,” formally known as Whoopie the M’itch. —•— YouPee!!!

https://lingojam.com/BinaryTranslator :

https://www.theguardian.com/politics/live/2019/jan/16/brexit-vote-theresa-may-faces-no-confidence-vote-after-crushing-defeat

 

Page 78. Aux armes et cæTer(es)a

Las Coincidencias fatales de la puta canción marsellesa en Strasbourg in da’motherfucking key of Reggae.

Starring Serge Hitchcock and Alfred Gainsbourg

Musical Scorsese: Manoukian Bertrand and André Emmanuel LóPez Dicale.

… a chéne (leaf) E/P/A

But FIRST!!!

WE GOT TO BREAK THE NEWS!!!

Londres, Inglaperra— 16 de enero del año del caldo. Luego de que los Rosbifs proclamaran a Katty Kay como la Suprema Soberana de La BBC, Scotland Yard tomó cartas en el asunto del caso de una banda de maleantes con la cara de Angelito, pero con cola de pescado, según un tamaulipeco veraneando por los inviernos de París.

You don’t hold me_2f395e77-5a4d-4515-9ff4-8ee6ae2736d2 •—_!_—• Sur les jupes de Mabillon casi Cochando CHOCANDO, no « cochando”, en la Peñafiel del Amigo Carlos Fuentes.

Rigo, como le dice todo “el pueblo chido”, asegura que él mismo vió con sus propios “dos” ojos mexicanos lindos a un par de “sirenas” sacándole “las pixes” a las londinenses.

EXTRA — EXTRA

Londinenses aplican rigurosa ley en contra de los “llamados” unsolicited upskirts screenshots!!!

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Mean, while Trump continues to plot the fall of NATO, EN MÉXICO NO LES PASA NADA A LOS SACA PATRIMONIO “del pueblo” y a los CHUPACABRAS de combustible que tiene varados a los capitalinos de la Cuarta Tranfrormerción.

Otro testigo, jura haber cachado el momento del “Snap!”

“Hizo así más o menos como cuando te dan un porrazo cuando estas cantando, « come on Nena, light my fire », y ¡BAM!!! —un sartenazo en el frente,” dijo José Feliciano.

January 16th, 2019 — “Do not lose Faith”, said Elita–1

9.20 Central Nato Times.

De arranque, please excuse the following dangling participles up ahead. Alert!!! Today’s devastating news that Colombia might not get to be the Latin American designated hitter for the OTAN, for very much longer following revelations that NATO was Donald Trump’s very–very very–good christmas gift to his Russian Federation handler, Vladimir Putín, who welcomed those news, in Venezuela.

03.40 EST

McMaddy May and a lorry.

Over at Brit–box, the Cliffs of Dover just went over a very dangerous drop. And in Turkey, en Turquía no pasa nada porqué todo el agasajo visceral de tripas y cesina acontece en Siria.

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“First we take NATO and then we RECOVER A•LA•S•KA,”, said Vadimir Putin to Donald Trump during a closed meeting, according to the notes that Trump could not confiscate from his interpreter, because as SURE as Sarah Palin can ALREADY SEE Russians in her backyard, Trump’s interpreter wrote the following code  (verbatim) on her OWN right hand:

1st NATO den AlahSKA.

Faith, you said?

… and Dinarama goes:
—Hey, y’all. We [the staff] continue to experience the reverberating effects of Yesterday’s Taggie Matcher revelations that Donald Trump is a confirmed Traitor that will be making of Vlad, a future NEIGHBOR to Ca•Na•Da, COLOMBIA, y escucha lo que no lees, PEDRO NAVAJA, hasta tu aquilatado Canal de PaNaMæ_gee–MAY.
Oh, the humanity.

In the meantime feel free to enjoy Zimmermann’s Soldiers or, if Ewe, Ladies in Gemeni feel like Birds on a Wire at chez ” Rosemary’ Baby cuna”, where « Blessed is the memory,” and “All the World is Green » por allá maO’menos por, “Arriba quemando el Sol », según Violeta Parra.¹ You are not Silly. There really are Birds on a wire, —everywhere.

YOU DON’t Know me.
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1. Birds on a Wire, “Rosemary Standley & Dom La Nena”:

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It’s 3 pm, right now, es: Invierno en París.

Bee 4 Ewe flush… would you like some bacon on those tuberculos

It’s High NOONAN

Amable auditorio. Hoy no hubo Jazz, instead Meat Les Beat. 

with Manazo
and
Jim Morrison

BREAKING THE GLASS:

… it’s 14 hundred NATO TIME — ALERT!!!

NICE teal Theme you got going in London, Mika. Hey, check it out, Gremlins keep fucking up our wide receiver, but don’t worry “Daphnes” BECAUSE, as SURE as the Northern–facing TimePiece that serves as splitting WatchTower for the Beffroi de la Mairie du 1er (is made by GLACE), —J’Accuse— que Sainte–Germain Auxerrois is hosting Polanski for the next Flick, right next to ‘La Virgen de Guadalupe’ de los peruchos, J’Accuse… coming to streaming platforms this Mx-Más 2019… this little piggie is rolling in my 64’ with none other than JULES motherfucking WINNFIELD, y’all.

Zola? Zat you, motherfucker‽… Silencio. ¡Luces!

Oh, and Black Spy, President François Hollande said (that) it was all right to call Kevin Heart: My little Omar Sy in París. ISSY.

Rose Mary’s baby… $$ When Eye found myself in Times of Trouble, Mother Mary from the Klan said to me: fuck’em, Donald.Fuck’em all she said… she also told me that Eye was born on third base from the Sun, and that Eye, and Eye Alone (bitches) STOLE Homeplate.$$

“Hey, Ewe. Get outta my Cloud”.

Enero 15, es martes, y el Año del Perro (color tierra) da paso al Año del Mc« Bacon” Salade Tomate Oignions. In Caesar’s Time it’s 2019 after the Superstar was called to « la Representation de La Poisson…” perdón, perdón, we [the staff] will show ourselves to The Hail Mary detention room, we meant to write: “In Little Caesar’s®️ Time », since Chuy celebrated El Día de La Candelaría, —en Belén. Happy Birthday Nana.

¡Camerahhhh!… and don’t forget the rope.


Whistle while you Work — Let’s play Hardball

Stop it Grumpy!
Be a team player.
Make America grate Again.

x’cuse Me Siren, my baby is callin’

Ehhhhh, what’s ah happenin’ DOC?
The 6 whistlin’ motherfunkin’ Adjectives failin’ you? Don’t stress. “Like a good neighbour », this Gerundio is there—say when.

“because NOW is [the Sign Of] The Time(s)”
20 past the hour

…and then Black Spy Went:
—Who you callin’ an adjective, Willis?

And Bugs Bruce replies:
—Go home sleepy, you’re Nance.

A what? Said Black Spy.

And Bugsy “Hudson” Tulip goes:
—A N(ewe)ance, Black Spy.
—EWE, sir are a N(ewe)ance on Charlotte’s motherfunkin’ TOILE.
—Now go home to your Sleep Mattress Pillow of Liberty.

—“Yippi Kai—Yay, Motherfucker!”

Transcrip follows:
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No se confunda, Willie no es el pájaro nalgón. Willie es lo que en mecánica cuántica se conoce como el electrón que puede estar y échar pa atrás y jalar pa’adelante al mismo tiempo en un espacio.

En Nueva Yo’l ot’s the top of the 11th hour.

Coming this Fall — Say, is that a watch on a leash?

manazO
&
Madeleine

Musical Guest:
Jimmy Smith(s)
and
The Tarahumaras Flotantes

Mientras tanto en San Pedro —Garza García— de R O M A, Harriet se sentía sola, y Zapata no podía creer lo que sus bigotes capturaban de la señal de la Comadre Tati, —chinGA_DAmadre!!!


Veinte después de hora, y no Lucy, no insistas porque ni con todos los diamantes como Oasis en SKY TV tocaré: Hoy No Hubo Jazz.

Live from Paris, this is the “Hoy no hubo Jazz” hour, brought to you by the guys who started a Watch Company.

Surprise Motherfucker, Eye’ve got the Time Tic Ticking in My Cabeza!

Anuncio: The Watch Company Guys
Jinggle: D’ya know who’s chaining your watch?


Right now it’s The MorJo Show.

Je suis un? Anyone?, pregunta el líder de los que conducen las pipas para suministrar combustible a los chilangos… y por eso, el Queso es indispensable en las quesadillas. Haga usted de cuenta como la sal lo es para prevenir el síndrome del “trumpismo tropisindical”

33 past the hour.

Meanwhile, over at Dante’s Al Dente(ist) Inferno, manazO and Doc Hollyday are in the middle of a heated exechange over Joe Pesci’s 1992 veredict on what that little wop would do to Sinéad’s (action) tearing of Infallibility.

Jefe… me vale pito lo que piense, lo que diga, o lo que deje de decir doña Tati, más allá de su chamba; porque aquí lo más importante es hacer un castcall para el rol de Las Mandíbulas de MANDIBULÍN para que ese cabrón mastique bien la cuestión del “Bastón”, o en su defecto, el chingado PALO de Mando (militar) a venir, según La Comadre Clouthier. •—!—*  … y recuerden: HOY NO HUBO JAZZ!!!

In walks a new patron. Her GIVEN name is America (sin acento) and she perished because of ‘consumption’, the disease of poverty, the Village People, said. Fucking virus was known to deplete even the biggest macho in any crowd. It was still a strand of TB, though, and so, bada–bing bad’a–bum, America (sin acento) meals card designated her ‘repas’ to this joint: Dante’s Al Dente(ist) Inferno.

40 past the hour.

And moebiu.x says:
PS: fammi sapere se servono musicisti a [sic] parigi!

“Say hello to my little friend!” said fetuccini Al, and it was as if a woodpecker was woodpecking short bursts of woodPeking Pain when he introduced the’saurus, which was not a synonym nor kin of the other SAURUS, called CARLOS ROMERO DESCHAMPS.

And the staff went:
Hoy no hubo Jazz, amig@,
but thank you fot the input…
but mostly amig@, THANK YOU for:
THE COPY/Pasta.